The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-01-13

come, and in the embarrassment Of the
moment, I felt the blush which suf-
fused my face, but was quickly re-
assured by the Gen. himself, who in
pleasant, cordial tones said,
You must be a North Cdrotinia,a
Miss Rembert, / had an old college
friend of your name-let me see, it was
Royse Rembert, of Ren,bert HAIL.
did you ever hear of him -
"That was my fathers name, sir |
replied, and +" Rembert Hall" aUas my
oecn home p
And here l choked up again, but
not noticing it, the Gen. went on to
say
g All. he was a noble, whole souled
fellow, Royse Rembert-and SO you
are his daughter Alice my dear,
are you taking good care of the child
Of our friend? You remember the
Eemberts, do you not p
Yes, indeed" and here my beauti-
ful hostess quickly stepped up to me,
and imprinted a warm, loving kiss
upon my trembling, but now smiling
lips.
"Yes-I remember too that part
Of our honeymoon was spent at g Rem
bert Hail." and [ have never forgotten
those kind and pleasant friends, who
| suppose were your oaCn father and
mother Hooc strange, p
Just at this moment Charlie, Jr.,
entered the room, and it was explained
to him that | was the daughter of
an old and well beloved friend y
whereupon he smilingly remarked,
Well, [ was always believer in
special proridences, and now l see why
Pete was so slow with the horses vest
erday evening"
And so for the time being, [ seemed
to have suddenly entered an earthly
paradise yet anon my thoughts
would fit back to sad realities
the dismal vision of the life of labor
and loneliness that must inevitably
await me.
The evening soon slipped away, and
I felt sorely the need Of rest and sleep,
which Mrs. Vivian was quick to per-
ceive, and she went with me herself to
the pretty "west room,'' where | was
to sleep upon bed of down, and
under a canopy of oriental lace and
damask.
As soon as we were alone, [ said,
/ 's Mrs. Vivian, do you know the Bar
rons p
A slight shadow seemed to pass
over the kindly face as she replied
rather slowly
Yes-Barronville is but two miles
from here, and they are really neigh
bors to us, as our plantations join
but l do not see them often Then
seeing my questioning look, she
added,
"They have had a great sorrow in
the family, and do not visit any one,
but they are-well, nice people, I sup
pose, though somewhat peculiar
am to teach one pupil there, but
I do not even know if it is little boy,
or girl, can you tell me anything
about it ?" "Oh! yes-I can tell you
that-it must be little Lola, a nice
little thing, who will give you very
little trouble, imagine, though she is
rather delicate. She is about eight
years old, and is a pretty child-but
you must be very tired, and will now
say good night call Lena if you
want anything, and sleep just as long
as you please in the morning"
And, with another loving kiss, she
left the room, taking half its bright
ness with her, while without troubling
Lena" / soon rested beneath the
canopy of lace, and lulled by the
trickling waters of fountain outside,
[ soon slept the sleep of the weary.
CHAPTER vi.
The morning sun was shining bright
ly when the curtains were gently
drawn aside, and Lena" smiled
down upon me saying,
Miss Alice told me to see if you
was awake. and it you want me to
dress you ?" Oh how pleasant it was
to be waited upon as of old-for when
I left Yoodlaaan," I thought should
never again enjoy the luxury of hav-
ing maid to dress me! So / accept
ed the profered service, and was soon
on my way to the pleasant breakfast
room, where the Vivians were all four
seated at the table-a seat being re.
served for me next to the hostess.
, The courteous greetings being over
and the breakfast duly discussed, Mrs
Vivian said,
. " | am sorry to tell you that Mrs
| Barron's carriage is waiting for you
Pete has sweetheart oTer there, and
| ook npon himself the husiness of in